Sick

It's hardly surprising that, in the middle of a week as important as this one, I should fall ill. Really, I should have expected that. Yesterday it began with a scratchy throat that was obviously quickly blooming into a sore one and reaching its diabolical tentacles into my sinuses as well. Then my energy was suddenly gone, and the headache is the capstone.

So before bed I took some throat medicine, wrapped a scarf around my neck, and fell into bed around 11:30pm. I was awoken again at 2am by the loudest and most violient thunderstorm I think I've ever heard in my life. The window was open in an attempt to get some fresh air in the muggy room (it's so muggy here right now anyway it didn't do much good) and I could hear the rain coming down in buckets. There was one thunderclap that was not preceded by lightning and which was so suddenly and incredibly loud that I jumped in bed and my heart was set racing. The entire dorm shook. It was incredible.

Obviously that would have been cool any other night, but when I'm deathly tired and my head feels as if someone is squeezing it in a vise, this isn't how I want to spend my 2am hours. Finally it stopped and I drifted off into a on-and-off every-15-minutes sleep.

I awake this morning, oddly enough, with the pain in my throat strangely diminished, although I can still tell something is wrong. The headache has multiplied and is currently applying some wonderful pressure behind my eyeballs. And I'm still so tired both from whatever this is and from the lack of sleep last night that all I want to do is climb back in my bed. And wouldn't ya know it, today's my busiest class day. Lucky me.

I just need to find some headache medicine...